In the Chu Qin martial arts performance, Qi Zhuang stood in the ring, and his right hand pressed the large sword box more than half a person tall. It was said to be a sword box, but in fact it had no shape as a box, and it looked more like a slightly thicker and fat small door panel.

"Look at it! [Gilded Fantasy Moon Chain Sword Box]! Second-level low-level, right and can hold thirty-six flying swords! One is not many, one is not many!"

Gu Rong stood beside Qi Zhuang and introduced the sword box loudly. He was full of energy and was often used to cooperate with exaggerated gestures. He was no longer as old-fashioned and stern as usual. He was more like a third-rate auction.

"What's wrong with him?" Qi Xiu saw his excitement and was a little confused, he secretly asked Mo Jianxin beside him.

Mo Jianxin has been walking for more than a year, and his spirit has become more and more introverted and clear, and he is no longer far from perfect Qi training. He smiled and replied: "Master Gu has taken the path of fire and tempering, and is impatient. This time, he has been practicing sword for a year. I think he has been suffocated."

Qi Xiu asked again: "Does he know that you will take four years to practice the [Moon Shadow Black Ice Sword]?"

"I know." Mo Jianxin replied, "He scolded me for wasting time..."

Qi Xiu laughed and shook his head repeatedly.

"【Sturdy】【Self-Healing】 attribute, with a 【Crazy Moon Candlelight】 skill!"

With Gu Rong's hard shouting, Qi Zhuang also sacrificed the sword box, and a thin moon appeared in the sky, and the moonlight was like a candlelight, with light and darkness sprinkling hazy light.

"The waning moon candle shines, and the hole is like watching the fire. The sword breaks all the magic, and one blow takes the death!"

"Come on!" Gu Rong shouted loudly, and there was an iron felt instrument in his hand to protect him.

Upon hearing this, Qi Zhuang unfolded the magic tricks in his hand, opened the sword box in the air, and flew out a four-foot-long sword with a sharp edge, a sword hilt and a sword body, with a fine flying sword inlaid with golden flowers, and a sword attacked the air with one sword and attacked Gu Rong.

The iron felt in Gu Rong's hand skyrocketed, turning into a large iron shield, protecting a large area, facing the flying sword. When the two objects were about to meet, the flying sword suddenly drifted like fallen leaves, making a strange bend in the air. In an instant, it bypassed the flying sword and stabbed Gu Rong's eyes.

Gu Rong twisted his body and barely dodged, protecting his body again. The flying sword was like hide and seek, and even without touching it, the sword could dodge the shield and go straight to Gu Rong's true body.

"Hiss... This skill is so powerful. Qi Zhuang is obviously not talented in the sword technique."

Qi Xiu was amazed and asked Mo Jianxin again: "How about your [the moon hanging high]?"

Mo Jianxin shook his head and answered honestly: "He is a magic weapon skill. Although he can turn with swords and specializes in flaws, he is useless if he is rude and is familiar with the routine."

Sure enough, as Mo Jianxin said, Gu Rong's iron felt was hit by more than ten times in a row, and finally got the trick and knocked the flying sword away with one blow. After that, every hit, the flying sword was knocked to roll straight into the sky, but it couldn't fall down.

"The second-level low-grade magic weapon is already very good..." Qi Xiu praised.

"Cake it!" Gu Rongming Qi Zhuang put away his flying sword, then took out a second-level robe and put it on, and took out many defensive magic weapons and talismans, as if he was facing a great enemy and was preparing for the war.

"Is this?" Qi Xiu said suspiciously.

Mo Jianxin smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, you'll know later."

"【Fourth Level of Fengyun Sword Formation】, come and attack me! Don't hold back!"

Gu Rong shouted again, but this time, he clearly lacked confidence.

Qi Zhuang sat down under his command, and the phantom of his life behind him appeared. The genuine brand [Liuhua Fantasy Moon Sword Box] appeared. The sword box was simple and simple, with golden lilac decorations on each corner. The box body was slender and long. Compared with the wide and clumsy magic weapon sword box, it was like a beauty in the sword box.

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Thirty-six identical flying swords in u51fa swarmed out, and in resonance with each other, they made a buzzing sound. The flying swords hung high in the arena, densely packed with sword tips, flashing with dazzling cold light, and pointed directly at Gu Rong.

Qizhuang's magic method changed, and each sword body shook lightly, and a fiery red flying sword phantom was divided into a fiery red flying sword phantom. Then another shock, and another flying sword phantom was divided into another, but this time, it was a water-type flying sword with white waves.

"Good guy, [Sword Shadow Scale], one sword transforms into three, one hundred and eight flying swords, below the golden elixir, how can you block it..."

Qi Xiu was finally moved. No wonder Gu Rong said that this flying sword was against the sky and it was best to keep it secret. In the martial arts field, only Qi Zhuang, Gu Rong, Qi Xiu, Mo Jianxin, Qin Weiyu, and Gu Tiesheng were put in six people.

Mo Jianxin said softly: "Awesome, it's still behind..."

The Qizhuang magic technique changed again, and one hundred and eight flying swords formed a circular formation, and the head covered the ancient meld. The body was cold light, water-based ripple, fire-based red flames, and the air was flying, attacking the ancient meld in a row like a swarm of bees.

"Okay! OK! Good! Happy!" Gu Rong was surrounded inside, and his body was invisible. Only shouts were heard, and there were also the sound of collisions between magic weapons and flying swords. The jingling sounded randomly, which seemed very intense.

"Not enough! Not enough! Take a trick! Come and kill me!"

Gu Rong was like crazy and fought with great pleasure. The natal sword box behind Qi Zhuang suddenly changed color, the dark sword box turned into silver-white moonlight, and the gilded decoration with eight corners was radiating golden light.

Thirty-six water-type flying swords in the field suddenly flew high, and the thirty-six body was scattered, leaving only thirty-six fire swords. The fire elements around the fire sword rose, and the ancient melted surroundings turned into a furnace. The burning heat even penetrated the protective magic array in the ring, making people feel extremely hot.

“So… so strong…”

Qi Xiu was shocked and incoherent. One was talking about Qi Zhuang. If he was covered by this kind of attack, he would definitely not survive. The other was talking about Gu Rong. He actually relied on only one protective magic weapon and had a strong cultivation level to resist, and he could still be alive and unharmed.

“Yes…really \u5f8

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The top 8..." Mo Jianxin looked at the wonders in the field, envious and jealous.

After all, Qi Zhuang had just built a foundation, and the first level of cultivation commander has reached the bottom of the bottom. He knew that he could not drag it anymore. With a light shout, thirty-six fire swords were pulled away, and thirty-six water swords were captured. It was originally a hot field, but suddenly it was frozen.

Now Gu Rong couldn't stand it anymore. His life was not afraid of the fire, but he had very poor resistance to the cold water system. After a while, he shivered in the sword formation and tried hard to resist it, and he had no intention of calling again.

Seeing that Qi Zhuang still could not break the defense, he used both hands and magic tricks, and the water and fire swords flew up and down, ice and fire, getting faster and faster. The red and blue in the ring changed rapidly, making people's eyes almost unable to bear it.

Not long after, Gu Rong's protective magic weapon shattered with a "ping-top". It was an extremely hard unknown metal texture, but it was like a mirror falling to the ground, shattering into pieces.

"Okay, that's OK..."

"Stop, stop!"

"Stop fighting, don't fight anymore!"

"Ouch...stop! Ouch..."

Gu Rong originally wanted to save some face for herself, but Qi Zhuang's spiritual power was about to dry up, but she was not skilled, so she couldn't stop for a while. When Qi Xiu saw that it was not good, she flew to her side and stopped the attack. Gu Rong had already been cut from scratches on her body, screaming in pain, begging for mercy loudly, and there was no dignity of a late-stage cultivator in the foundation-building stage.

Until the sword formation dissipated, Gu Rong's whole body was burned black and covered in scars, his hair robe was cut into pieces and hung on his body in a thin and scattered manner, especially the big bald head, which was peeled off the top of his forehead and was made of a layer of oily skin, which was marked with red marks, which was particularly funny.

Others can hold it in, Qin Weiyu was watching it blankly, but when he saw him like this, he couldn't help but giggle.

"Ahem..."

Gu Rong's face turned red and white. He changed his robe awkwardly and said to Qi Xiu: "This series of swords can not only set up the four-level Fengyun formation with one hundred and eight swords, but also set up three three-level Fengyun formations with three thirty-six swords at the same time. Even if you want to set up the first-level sword formation with thirty-six nine swords, you can do it!"

"How is this sword practiced?" Gu Rong asked proudly.

"It's this...it's this..." Qi Xiu raised his thumbs up at him, unable to express it in words.

"Hehe." Gu Rong's reaction was deeply satisfied with Qi Xiu's deepest response, and counted: "【Strength】【Sharp】【Self-treatment】【Concentric】【Fantasy Moon】【Glazed Flowers】【Water Dividing】【Fire Dividing】【Continuous】, Nine attributes, second-level top quality, thirty-six, the same quality, and the same old man and the same old man!"

Qi Xiu's mouth was so open that he could almost put his fist in his fist and murmured: "Wouldn't that be called [Liuhua Tongxin Fantasy Moon Water and Fire Split Series Sword]?"

"How can you be so old!" Gu Rong waved his hand, "These thirty-six swords are my sword heart and I, and my little Tiesheng, who uses fire to refine water to refine alternating methods, to make your family's natural talent, and [Bee Cloud Sword Formation] tailor-made, it is called..."

"Well...it's called [Xinsheng Bee Cloud Sword]!"
Chapter completed!